An Unexpected Nipple

You’re running late, as usual. You don’t understand why, but every morning your sisters leave for school about 10 minutes before you, and you have to run to school to make it on time. Today, your older sister Sam helped Jessica take her bag for the overnight trip while you scrambled to get dressed and enjoy Mom’s eggs. Jessica is your twin, with long red hair that matches your own, so she’s going on the 11th grade trip, too. Samantha is older by a year, and looks completely different, with shoulder-length brown hair that she usually wears in a pony-tail.

You’d never say it out loud to your sisters because they’d slap you for sure, but their bodies . . . Well, the guys are always talking about how hot they are (they know it pisses you off to hear that), but for totally different reasons. Everyone likes Jessica because she’s really pretty, with a big smile, freckled nose, and blue eyes that are always shining. OK, yeah, and it doesn’t hurt that she’s got a great pair of breasts that stand out boldly on her trim 5'4" frame. In the last year, you’ve noticed that she’s gotten braver about showing them off with tighter tops and plunging necklines.

Sam comes across as colder, but only to people who don’t know her well. She’s 5'8", with legs that seem to go on forever (especially when she shows them off in a miniskirt, which she loves to do) and an ass that no one can stop staring at. She has breasts that easily fill a full B cup, but she never wears very revealing tops, and the guys don’t talk about them much, maybe because they’re part of a full package.

With sisters like this, you spend a lot of time dealing with friends who always seem to want to hang out at your house, just waiting for a glimpse of Jess or Sam in a towel. Life ain’t easy.

You’re thinking about all of this as you run to school, afraid of being late on such an important day. Having to run to school every morning keeps you in good shape, but that doesn’t save you from tripping over a pothole in the sidewalk and flying forward, weighed down by the overnight pack on your back. For a second, you feel a jolt of panic (the sidewalk is harder than you were after watching that porno flick last night!), and open your mouth to yell. Before you can make a sound, however, you crash into someone just turning the corner toward you, and, tangled up, you both fall to the ground.

Lying on the ground, you realize a few things in quick succession:

-You heard a very feminine shriek as you crashed into whoever it was, and you’re currently lying on top of her.

-The body under you is wearing a blouse with a very low neckline.

-In fact, the neckline is so low, the impact popped her left breast out of the shirt.

-Through a bizarre trick of fate (or the special laws of physics that only apply to sex stories), your open mouth has fallen directly on the nipple of that liberated left breast.

-And perhaps strangest of all, your reflex, with your fortuitously open mouth on the nipple of the liberated left breast (and for this, you completely blame the porno you were watching before jacking off last night), is, well, to start licking and sucking.

You don’t have a whole lot of experience with girls, and you’ve definitely never had a nipple in your mouth before. Running your tongue over her aureole and feeling the tip harden into a pebble is a strange feeling, and that eventually snaps you back to reality. You’re sucking on a breast in a public street (thank heaven it’s a quiet side street!), and you don’t even know whose it is!

Your brain shifts into gear and you start to lift your head, already trying to figure out how you’re going to talk your way out of this one. But that’s when you get your second shock of the morning: a pair of hands grabs your head and pushes it back into the softness of the breast! The feminine body under you starts to writhe, and she pushes herself harder into your mouth--oh god, is she moaning?